But I saw with my own eyes that when he saw that the Zhang family almost lost his money and disappeared in the city immediately, Zhang Fusheng's face was actually very calm, he was not panicked or distressed, his expression at that time was actually the same as Zhang Ruolei most of the time, but the two fathers and sons themselves couldn't feel it.

Regarding fear and panic, it may be that only when you care about you are chaotic, and when you care about yourself, you are afraid.

I recalled that when the old lady of the Zhang family poured out the truth and launched a general attack on Zhang Fusheng's father and son, Zhang Ruolei looked ignorant at that time, but Zhang Fusheng clearly knew the plot that was going to happen and develop next, and he was really afraid, really excited, and really couldn't control his emotions at that time.

I raised my eyes to look at Zhang Ruolei, and Zhang Ruolei's current expression was the same as Zhang Fusheng at that time.

I sighed, I feel that fate will really joke with people, if it weren't for such an episode, Zhang Fusheng and Zhang Ruolei would really be said to be inferior to me in this city, Zhang Fusheng has a good foundation, Zhang Ruolei is not only a man, but also not an idle person. The so-called double master, the tiger father has no dog, and it can be used on these two people.

Whether these two people are father and son in the mall, or join forces, it will become a good story, and there are not many people in the city who can compete with them or even act as their competitors.

Moreover, I boldly speculate that if there was no such artificial suspicion, the relationship between the Zhang father and son would have become the object of envy, jealousy, and hatred of more people in the city.

Through this incident, it can be seen that Zhang Ruolei is affectionate, Zhang Fusheng is even more, both of them have the spirit of sacrifice, willing to sacrifice themselves for the sake of each other, and the most important thing is that they are both delicate and delicate, not people who are exposed to the public.

I felt more and more that the two of them had so much in common.

But then questions also arise.

First of all, Zhang Ruolei's life experience is a mystery. I don't believe that Mrs. Zhang will be Zhang Ruolei's biological mother, because no mother is willing to sacrifice her biological son because of hatred for a man, and it seems that there are few women who pretend to be crazy and stupid for decades just because they want to take revenge on their husbands back then, and in order to retaliate against their husbands, they let their children turn against his biological father, and even fight each other and never die, what a big hatred it must be!

Especially like Mrs. Zhang, who initially deliberately brainwashed Zhang Ruolei and deceived him in all kinds of ways, and then cruelly uncovered the mystery and told him the truth after the fact, Zhang Ruolei, who learned the truth, would not be condemned endlessly by himself for the rest of his life?

He won't live in peace for the rest of his life!

In the world, which mother can be so ruthless to her own son? Under such a heavy hand? Sacrifice such a cruel killing move?

She didn't want Zhang Fusheng's life, if she did this, she would definitely take Zhang Ruolei's life. This matter will be the shadow of Zhang Ruolei's life and a forbidden area that is difficult to touch but always aches from time to time.

As a mother, I would never believe that a real mother could do things so desperately, so ruthlessly, so without leaving the slightest leeway for her son.

Then Zhang

Who is Ruolei's biological mother?

I peeked at him, and saw that he was sitting in an empty seat next to him, sometimes with his hands on his forehead, sometimes with his head on the ceiling, and after a while he would get up and pac, which was the only thing he was most passionate about now.

I gently stepped forward and put his head into my arms, and he hesitated a little to put his head under my chest. I've never seen him so vulnerable.

This made me feel distressed, and even though I was in public, I was still willing to stretch out my arms and embrace him.

"Huaiping."

He murmured softly, like the sweetest whisper among the swallows. I didn't dare to disturb what he was going to say next, my heart was racing, and my heart was almost jumping out of my chest. He should have felt his head squirm twice in my arms, but then it was as if he had finally made up his mind.

"He's dead!"

I had been prepared, but I still felt like it was dark.

"He ......"

My lips trembled. "How did you die?"

My heart beat faster, and if he was about to say something that was, "Huai Ping was killed by me." ”

So how will I face him, and how will I deal with myself?

I do not know. I had to try to keep myself from shaking so hard, and he buried his head deep in my arms again, and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Zhang Fusheng's family!"

At this time, someone suddenly shouted.

He let me go, and the two of us rushed towards the sick room, just two steps, but we still hated to have wings.

"The patient is not doing well......"

The next words no one heard what he was talking about, the doctor put the critical illness notice in front of us, I didn't wait for Zhang Ruolei's reaction, I directly took the pen, brushed and signed my name, and wrote the relationship with him ---daughter-in-law.

Zhang Ruolei raised his blank and helpless eyes to look at me, I couldn't figure out whether I wanted to see him shed helpless tears, or I was ashamed to see such a fragile Zhang Ruolei.

I reached out and tried to help him out, but his shoulders stubbornly stiffened with mine. After a while, a new doctor came out and called another patient's name.

"Let's get out."

I tugged at the corner of his coat, but he didn't move, and the new family member cast a strange look at us.

"Zhang Ruolei, it doesn't help us to stand here."

He turned his head and looked at me naked, a look I had never seen before.

"You say."

He spoke slowly.

"Will he ......?"

"No!"

I'm categorical. But God knows, I don't have the slightest confidence myself.

I took his hand, he passively walked out with me, no one knew what the situation was inside, I sat down with him, folded my hands and prayed, but I didn't know which side of the divine could finally give me strength or salvation.

"If -----"

His throat was tight.

I pressed his mouth with my hand and gagged him in the future

Every word that comes out. I know what he's going to say, but we all know that there are no ifs in the world.

But he pulled my hand away," let me say. I don't know who to confess to. ”

"You're not wrong."

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He stared at my face, his cheeks biting stiffly, his cheeks protruding like fishbones, and his eyes filled with tears in his eyes.

"Plum!"

He lunged at me desperately.

"I -----"

He said. "I -----"

He whimpered and clenched at my clothes. I don't know if it was tears or tears, but the clothes on my shoulders were wet.

"I'm not human!"

I burst into tears for a second and hugged him tightly.

"I'm so stupid!"

Zhang Ruolei hammered his head with his fist, and I held his wrists.

"So many years! So many years! So many years! He kept repeating. What a year it has been! ”

I patted him on the back, and I didn't know what I could do for him other than to accommodate him and accept him in my humble arms.

Wan Qian didn't know when she appeared in front of us quietly, but Zhang Ruolei saw her first. Zhang Ruolei turned his face away, I took the opportunity to say a few words to Wan Qian, and as soon as I got up, I saw two more people coming in at the door--- the old lady of the Zhang family and the innkeeper of the inexplicable town.

I stood up slowly, Zhang Ruolei also returned to normal at this time, and he also stood up slowly.

Two old men walked slowly towards us, word by word. When he walked closer and stopped, the old man still didn't say a word, and the old lady didn't have anything wrong except for a slightly tired look.

I lowered my eyelids, and Zhang Ruolei looked even more confused than I was.

Chilled for a while.

I asked Wan Qian with my eyes, how could I bring them too?

Wan Qian shook her head slowly, I guess that meant that I didn't want to, or I couldn't help it, they forced me to bring them.

The old lady looked at me, her fingers cold, snake-like winding on the side of my face.

"You've lost weight. You've suffered a lot these days! ”

For some reason, I felt like crying when she asked me like that. But I knew I couldn't cry in front of her, especially in front of Zhang Ruolei.

I lowered my head, revealing a snow-white neck with fine fuzz.

"Good boy! Hurt you! ”

What's the use of her saying that now? But her voice was inexplicably soft, and her fingers gently lifted my chin.

"You are innocent."

She made up her mind.

I couldn't hold back any longer, turned my face away, and just caught Zhang Ruolei's gaze.

The old lady turned around and walked towards Zhang Ruolei again.

"I'm so bad."

She said.

"You've loved me for so many years! Hate him for so many years! ”

Zhang Ruolei stubbornly turned his face away, and tears snaked silently on his face.

"Logically,"

She made a detour so that Zhang Ruolei could face her face.

"I should let you continue to hate me."

She bowed her head. Will she cry? Does she have tears? She's also a wretched person,

She spent most of her life hating someone, taking revenge on someone, and hitched half of her life.

Is it worth it?

Only she knows the joys and sorrows best.

"---- like this"

She looked up, tears slowly streaming down her left eye.

"You have a thought, a goal, and a hope for the rest of your life. But I ......"

She coughed softly.

"But I ......"

She was a little short of breath, and she didn't wait for help, so she found an empty seat and sat down. She closed her eyes slightly, put her hand on her chest, and let out a few long breaths of relief.

"I'm selfish."

She raised her head and tried to take Zhang Ruolei's hand. But Zhang Ruolei dodged without a trace, and he turned his back to him.

"You've called me mom for so many years."

She relentlessly searched for his hand, but he didn't give him any response.

"You've loved me for so many years. For me, you ......"

Tears slowly flowed down her face.

"You're without yourself, you're just your own life. In fact, I should have been satisfied, but I was too persistent and blinded by lard, and I didn't know what was more important to a person. I'm stupid, but it's not that you're stupid. Son. ”

She called him softly.

"Is he going to die?"

The old lady raised her head and looked at the medical notification room.

"Are you critically ill? What do doctors say? ”

There was deathly silence, and no one answered her.

Her lips began to tremble, as if muttering to herself.

"I thought I had been looking forward to this day."

She returned her hand and carefully sorted out her clothes, and I noticed that the old lady went back for such a while, and actually changed a dress, the clothes are not old, but they have a sense of age, and the whole dress exudes a smell of camphor, which should be the color of the bottom of the box, and it has been stored for many years.

There was a fold near the corner of her skirt on her right leg, and she flattened her palm, rubbing the stiff wrinkle in an attempt to smooth it out. But the wrinkles on that dress had been old for a long time, and they would not compromise under her white and old palms, and she stretched them again and again, and the folds returned to their normal shapes.

But she was not annoyed, and was still concentrating on the wrinkles of the dress.

(End of chapter)